Jade: hey! this is my first mighty boosh fanfic! it's kinda depressing because i was depressed when i wrote this and was also listening to several sad songs at the same time. this is part 1 of 2 of the story.

Warnings: character death, self-harm, slash refrences

Disclaimer: do i look like i own the mighty boosh? if i did, i'd make howard and vince do it every day on the hour!

Jade: enjoy!

Last To Know

Part 1: Littlest things

"why are you leaving?"

"because, vince, I am sick of looking at you. I'm sick and ashamed of you!"

Howard slammed the door shut behind him as he left, leaving vince in shock and tearful.

He remained fixed at the space where howard had been.

It hurt when he wasn't there. Vince placed a hand on his chest. He could feel it pounding through him. he was in agony.

Vince remained fixed to the sofa, staring into space, not caring the tears rolling down his facve was ruining his make up.

When naboo and bollo returned, vince was still sitting and staring into space.

"vince?"

Vince didn't reply, so bollo waved a hand in front of his face. Blue eyes didn't even flicker.

"bollo? What's up with vince?"

Naboo tried slapping vince but he didn't move.

"oh, no. he's gone emo."

Then naboo slapped vince with all of his shaman strength. Vince shook his head.

"where's howard?"

"gone. Said he was ashamed of me."

The shaman exchanged a look with bollo. Vince was in an emo state. They had lost him.

Vince got up and went to the bedroom he and howard used to share.

"I'm tired. 'night."

Once inside, vince locked the door and pulled down the blinds so no light shone through.

Switvhing on the bedside lamp, vince opened the drawer and drew out a kitchen knife.

I really don't want to start this again but howard hurt me. Again.

Vince held the knife at his wrist and drew it across. Blood spilled down his pale wrist and onto the snpw white sheets.

He stabbed himself in his arm over and over again.

Red welts weeped down pale white skin and dripped onto the sheets.

Vince cried harder as he put the knife back into the drawer and turned off the light.

Climbing under the blood-splattered sheets, vince huddled into a ball and cried himself to sleep.

Jade: how was the story? i was depressed because i had recently got pregnant only to miscarry two weeks later. then i watched the episode 'party' for the thousanth time and wrote this. i only bothered to put this up today.

R&R! flames will be put in howard's wardrobe!